She glanced back at Yun Huanling, who was still working through his calculations, and a Formation Disk floated into place above his head.
The Formation Disk instantly expanded severalfold, shedding rays of golden light that formed a ring and completely enveloped Yun Huanling.
As the danger drew closer, Feng Qi and the others began to notice it one after another.
Before, everything had been a blur, leaving them unable to clearly discern what was approaching.
Now, they knew exactly what it was.
The thing at the very front, running toward them, was a person.
Panic filled his face, and wounds and blood covered his body. He was clearly being chased.
Frustratingly, Yun Huanling had yet to open his eyes. Even if Su Jiu and the others wanted to avoid the danger, they could not.
Su Jiu's group could only watch as the man came running toward them, bringing two pitch-black masses of dark energy along behind him.
Those two masses of dark energy were none other than the magic beasts they had discussed earlier.
Before the magic beasts even arrived, the rank, bloody stench emanating from them had already reached their noses.
Even Yun Chao, whose sense of taste was not particularly sensitive, frowned at the smell.
Su Jiu heard the man crying incessantly for help. Although he was not running particularly fast, the magic beasts behind him seemed to have no intention of swallowing him outright, merely trailing him at an unhurried pace.
Somehow, Su Jiu read mockery in those red eyes. Clearly, the two magic beasts were toying with this human cultivator, refusing to eat him outright solely so they could savor his agonized struggle.
By the end of his flight, even the cultivator himself had stopped harboring any hope.
His mind began to grow hazy, and his